The self-cultivation of the passer-by hero

All this time, he was just watching.

From the initial change of the red mist, Wu Ye has traveled all the way through the underworld, hell, moon, and dreams. It can be said that he has set foot in almost all the mysterious sides of this world, but what is the result?

As he himself once joked, he has experienced countless battles without losing a single defeat, but he has never won either. He always plays the side that looks at other people's backs.

He buried his figure in a corner, and used all kinds of evasive methods to stop his footsteps, refusing to take a step.

I have been given high hopes by others countless times, but have died countless times without a problem.

Stepping on the battlefield countless times, but hiding behind others countless times.

Countless times I wanted to change something, but I watched others leave countless times.

He chose to be silent about the courage of little girl Hong, and he failed to catch up with Qingming's selflessness. At this moment, facing Yuko, he could no longer stand still, because this is not someone else's story, but his own. The path chosen!

"Don't talk to me about myself!"

The shackles of the mind are the biggest obstacle. To get rid of this layer of shackles, Gungnir in Wu Ye's hand finally shines with the light that should belong to it.

"Stop it! Who allowed you to decide such an important matter without authorization, idiot!"

A fierce red light shot out, breaking off all the branches of the Xixing Demon, and Wu Ye stepped across this secluded moat in one step, and caught Youzi who had fallen into the abyss.

Yuko, who had closed her eyes and chose to accept her fate, opened them suddenly, and the broken tears scattered from the corners of her eyes. She looked at Wu Ye in surprise, and her face changed several times, and finally turned into a touch of bitter helplessness.

"Stop it, Wu Ye, it's useless, it's up to now, I've already"

"shut up!!"

Wu Ye violently interrupted Youzi's resignation to his fate, the faint blue flames bursting out from his body turned into two huge palms, tearing apart the continuously gathering branches.

He held Yuko's hand tightly: "I must save you! That's all!"

"Too capricious, Wu Ye."

Youzi smiled clearly, but tears kept rolling down her cheeks: "The fate we formed is in the distant future, if I don't die, how will you meet 'Youyouzi'?"

"How is it possible, you actually know?"

A shock appeared on Wu Ye's face, Wu Ye's hands couldn't help trembling, the moment the blue flame collapsed, countless branches submerged Yuko like a tide.

"Hey, I'm really not reconciled. It would be fine if I was the one who met Takeya first."

Even though she was too sad to be herself, Yuko, who was crying like rain, still stubbornly pursed her lips and made a strong appearance. That trembling smile was the last gift she hoped to leave for Wu Ye.

"Wait a minute!!"

Wu Ye clenched Gungnir tightly with both hands, and the huge red light turned into a sharp blade to shatter the branches gathered like a spider web, but the recovery speed of the West Goblin was far faster than Wu Ye's destruction efficiency.

He watched Yuko sink into the hell of eternal sleep little by little.

His wish has always been humble, he just hopes to spend every day happily with the friends he likes.

But why? Why is he always the one that gets taken? Why is he always watching others leave?

Why?

Why, bastard! !

"Damn. Don't underestimate me ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

The boy's near-collapse cry resounded throughout the world. At the moment when hope and despair were transformed into each other, the desire from the heart was distorted. The puppet who heard the request quietly appeared behind Wu Ye.

When the blood-stained maid doll appeared holding a broken pocket watch, the pale courtyard came to this world in an instant, and even the rhythm of the West Goblin disappeared within a breath.

"It's now--!!"

For the first time, the flame of greed was manipulated by Takeya and gathered into a tangible posture. It covered Gungnir, making the ominous light of the sharp gun even more frightening.

The ghostly fire ignited by the tip of the spear violently burned away the defense of the Saigyou Demon, cut off the branches, and penetrated the earth. It finally led Takeya to find Yuuko's location.

The girl clasped her hands in front of her chest, she closed her eyes tightly, and stopped looking at Takeya: "It's enough, Takeya, even if you can stop the whole world, you can't stop my time even now .”

"Stop talking nonsense! Stay there for me! I'll rescue you now!" The flames of greed rose with Takeya's will, lighting up the dark abyss.

"So, that's impossible."

Yuko giggled, her slowly opened eyes were stained with a strange cherry color: "However, Takeya, if you can say that, I'm still very happy."

Floating in the pitch-black void, Yuko put her hands behind her back, and came to Takeya in three steps and two steps, avoiding his outstretched hand, and their cheeks were constantly approaching.

Boom.

The foreheads of the two made a soft collision sound, and the distance between each other's breathing and heartbeat could be felt, and Yuko hugged Takeya lightly.

"Thank you, Takeya, and goodbye."

Click.

A crack suddenly appeared in the pale courtyard, Wu also failed to keep Yuko, after she moved away from him, a collapsed spatial corridor appeared between the two, and the stopped time resumed again in the next second flow.

Takeru was ejected from the Westward Demon by the huge repulsion, and saw the red cup filled with sin being held in Yuko's hand.

"Yuko! Wait!!"

Takeya's words failed to reach Yuko's ears in the end, no, maybe they had reached her, but it was the girl's own choice.

Tilting her head and showing a light smile to Takeya, Yuko drank all the sin in the wine glass. At that moment, every cherry blossom on the Saigon Demon was trembling, as if singing the praises of new life. The cherry-colored light spreads to every inch of the world.

The barrier above the head, which was already on the verge of collapse, was torn apart like a piece of paper, and the cherry-colored light rising into the sky directly penetrated the gray that shrouded Kyoto.

Very saki——

The fully bloomed Xi Xing Yao brings not only a visual shock, but also the tranquility that comes from the depths of the soul.

When all living creatures die, true peace comes.

Cherry blossoms floated down from the sky, bathing in the most beautiful flower rain called death. Yuko returned to the world again, but at this time, her eyes had been replaced by emptiness and indifference, and she moved mechanically, moving her hands and feet. There is no breath of the living anymore.

It's just a puppet without a soul.

The real Youzi had already sunk into the deepest part of Xi Xing Yao, the hidden space, along with the overflowing cup of sin.

The six-winged gluttony demon opened her eyes. She stared at the fateful person who was destined to come to her. Is that so? Has a new reincarnation begun?

The wings overflowed with charming purple spots of light, as if paint distorted the entire space into extremely uncomfortable graffiti. The aloof God of the Demon Realm bared his fangs at the girl.

"I slept for a long time this time. Well - speaking of it, I'm a little hungry."

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